Be careful of going to court

It was 10 pm. Song Xuan had checked the time countless times. She lifted her wrist to look at her watch and let out a soft sigh. It was already so late, but yang Haitao was still not back. When was he going to be back?

At 10:30 am, she was dozing off on the leather sofa when she heard the sound of an engine in the courtyard. The car engine was turned off and the door was opened. Song Xuan looked up and saw Mr. Zhong helping yang Haitao in. She quickly went over to welcome him.

Mr. Zhong immediately helped her up. "I'll leave it to you."

After she finished speaking, she hurried back to her room. Song Xuan muttered, " "He's so heavy, how am I supposed to carry him?"

Yang Haitao laid on top of her, his breath was hot and his voice sounded drunk, but he was not completely unconscious. "Were you waiting for me?"

Song Xuan felt that her ears were a little itchy. She helped him up the stairs with difficulty, " "I didn't wait for you."